Usane night dress pehana tha ..Me uske bajume piche se usko chipak gaya or..Aage hath karke night dree k sabhi batton khol diye.Oe uske bobbs ki mast ...alis kar ne laga…Or usaki pent bhi niche kar di .Vo bilkul nagi ho chu ki thi .Sayad nid me usako laga raha tha ki ye sapne me ho raha he…Vo bhi nagi me usako chipka raha tha. Ac full. Tho thandi me chipane ka maja hi kuch or he. Me piche se mera land sonu ki gand ki darar me sata diya or chilpak gaya or mere hath aage le ja k bobbs daba raha tha. 'It was not long before Slave Two showed signs of an impending orgasm: his breathing(such as he could manage it through the stifling, smothering flesh of the mistress'swet crotch) began to come in short gasps and his abdominal muscles became tensewith each stroke of her hand. Whilst Angela was enjoying the ministrationsof Slave Two's tongue, she was nowhere near another orgasm herself. She wasconcentrating on what she was doing to his body and unable to devote sufficientabandon to her own. “Look!” Waving her arms made her lift slowly up, to settle gently back down again.“Who cares by how much.” Yuri said with a grin. “A bet is a bet. I’m the lightest, so I go!”They heard an insistent mewling. It was odd. Mughi was rarely this loud! They turned to face their trusted co-pilot and friend. “What the hell happened to you?” Kei gasped.Yuri couldn’t help giggling. “Mughi, you look so funny!”The cat just sighed. It had taken quite an effort to shave off his luxurious coat, but every. Her momentary relief was shattered by a wickedly cruel sting across the underside of her breasts, forcefully stretched upward by the pincers that imprisoned her aching nipples in order to receive the corrective strike. Several more blows fell in quick succession. The pain was excruciating, and she wailed as the thin wooden rod slashed away at her raw skin. A dozen strokes later, it was over. For now.“Listen to me, slut: swallow everything. If you fail even unto a single drop you will not enjoy.